The undead; ♥



 

A litte advice from the undead; ♥

In case of zombie attack; you're ********, bub.

Undead screams pierce the air; ♥


My name is Heather.

I live in the tiny state of Maine.

I have this thing, were if you talk in all text talk, I tend to ignore you.

I'm a Juggalo. Or a Lette. Down with the clown for life, ********.

My friends are my life. They're what keeps me running on a day-to-day basis.

Music is a must have. It solves more of my problems then I could ever do alone.

My family is better than cable television. nuff said.

If you want to know more, send me a message or comment, but if you want to hate, just leave. I ain't gonna deal with your s**t.

sex, drugs, rock 'n roll, speed, weed, birth control. lifes a b***h until you die, so ******** the world and let's get high !!

InCaseOfAttack


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Sounds the undead rip heads off to; ♥

 

The man the undead love to stalk most; ♥

The rags the undead carry; ♥

 
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